"This evening."
"But, Patty, I said I would trust you; but to go away so late, unless it is a matter of life and death——"
"It is a matter of life and death."
"And you can't trust me?"
"It is not my secret. I promised not to tell you."
"Now, Patty, I must break my promise and ask questions. Are you certain you are not deceived? Mayn't there be some plot? Mayn't I go with you? Is it likely that a robber should take any interest in saving the life of the person you speak of?"
Patty looked a little startled. "I may be deceived, but I feel so sure that I ought to go that I will try to go on foot, if I cannot get a horse."
"Patty, I don't like this. But I can only trust your judgment. You ought not to have been bound not to tell me."
"It is a matter of life and death that I shall go. It is a matter of life and death to another that it shall not be known that I went. It is a matter of life and death to you and me both that you shall not go with me."
"Is the life you are going to save worth risking your own for? Is it only the life of a robber?"